Why am I here and why are you there?
I’m asking myself while my heart shoots a flare…
I climb the mountain with hope to find trove
I want to know, if there’s something above....
river of time flows past undisturbed
my feelings for you are the same – unperturbed
my face is caressed by full moon of smiles
our souls take a journey for thousands of miles
bare is the mountain and cloud sits on top
green meadow beneath slowly makes flowers pop
one after another they open their treasure
soon meadow looks like it is taking a pleasure
in being embraced into colours of sun
and giving me feeling as if I am spun
I yearn for my feeling to continue this way
not to change colour in shades of a grey
and when you come out on this so longed bright day
the sky will be blue like when you went away
21 June 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Smoke and Mirrors
Like red roses go into bloom after rain
my brain is in turmoil and heart feels the strain
fears moment of truth for it’s used to restrain
the truth from the world – that causes the pain.
This fiction I write, I used to think proudly
hide truth in my heart even though it screams loudly.
We used to sit there, right next to each other
I knew there and then, I don’t want another
under the stars and changing seasons I sigh
all I want is that you look me in the eye
you know they are path to what lies in the lake
of my soul’s passion, deep down I ‘m no fake.
Song of the soul can never be right
if fear bites at heart and doubt is so bright
it impedes the mind to think out loud
instead, I’ve been riding the make-believe cloud
thought I’m so good that no-one can tell
that I can make everyone fall under the spell.
And round and round I circled in hell
to ankles… and deeper, until my every cell
immersed into this game and what can I say
one look in the mirror - I made myself prey!
20 June 2008
my brain is in turmoil and heart feels the strain
fears moment of truth for it’s used to restrain
the truth from the world – that causes the pain.
This fiction I write, I used to think proudly
hide truth in my heart even though it screams loudly.
We used to sit there, right next to each other
I knew there and then, I don’t want another
under the stars and changing seasons I sigh
all I want is that you look me in the eye
you know they are path to what lies in the lake
of my soul’s passion, deep down I ‘m no fake.
Song of the soul can never be right
if fear bites at heart and doubt is so bright
it impedes the mind to think out loud
instead, I’ve been riding the make-believe cloud
thought I’m so good that no-one can tell
that I can make everyone fall under the spell.
And round and round I circled in hell
to ankles… and deeper, until my every cell
immersed into this game and what can I say
one look in the mirror - I made myself prey!
20 June 2008
Moldering Rope
Sometimes I am glad and sometimes I am not
about all these fights that I so proudly fought
came back to haunt me - and … well, I thought
that joy would be what merited victory brought
but differently says the stack of tarot
dark lady sits there across the square table
I’m sitting across from her and I am unable
to hear her citing lines out of the fable
to teach me life lessons and to enable
my heart to jump start on cold winter morning
its veil is elegant and very long like its mourning
I want this feeling to fade into oblivion
there! We’ve just entered the big bright pavilion
let sparkle in your eyes be our guiding light
my heart has just set out on elegant flight
kiss me goodnight and light up my hope
don’t leave it swinging on moldering rope
20 June 2008
about all these fights that I so proudly fought
came back to haunt me - and … well, I thought
that joy would be what merited victory brought
but differently says the stack of tarot
dark lady sits there across the square table
I’m sitting across from her and I am unable
to hear her citing lines out of the fable
to teach me life lessons and to enable
my heart to jump start on cold winter morning
its veil is elegant and very long like its mourning
I want this feeling to fade into oblivion
there! We’ve just entered the big bright pavilion
let sparkle in your eyes be our guiding light
my heart has just set out on elegant flight
kiss me goodnight and light up my hope
don’t leave it swinging on moldering rope
20 June 2008
Foe Revealed
I went to the length that only foolish people go
I roamed the world and all I found was a foe
the foe that wakes up every morning with me
the foe that is constant and I am just its glee
running away like a cat climbs the tree
claw my way up in this hope that I’ll see
what lies beyond is deliverance sea
please, let my soul go, oh, just set my heart free.
I can see foe coming at me with his tail
to punish my soul that is already frail
drag me on the ground until there is red trail
of dust and the wind will blow off holy grail
there is no more grail, no more thoughts within
it’s gone and reborn in the new age florin
play of words has stopped here and now
I can hear in my head mooing holy cow
I want to touch your silhouette in the rain
I want you to take away all of my pain
wash it off me with the light of this day
this feeling that dried like a delicate clay
it follows on my new path with persistence
I am reluctant to merely think about its existence
20 June 2008
I roamed the world and all I found was a foe
the foe that wakes up every morning with me
the foe that is constant and I am just its glee
running away like a cat climbs the tree
claw my way up in this hope that I’ll see
what lies beyond is deliverance sea
please, let my soul go, oh, just set my heart free.
I can see foe coming at me with his tail
to punish my soul that is already frail
drag me on the ground until there is red trail
of dust and the wind will blow off holy grail
there is no more grail, no more thoughts within
it’s gone and reborn in the new age florin
play of words has stopped here and now
I can hear in my head mooing holy cow
I want to touch your silhouette in the rain
I want you to take away all of my pain
wash it off me with the light of this day
this feeling that dried like a delicate clay
it follows on my new path with persistence
I am reluctant to merely think about its existence
20 June 2008
Fear
The fear that you sense here on the first page
is fear that I carry with me to next stage
and while my heart wants to scream in simple cold rage
you give me cold shoulder, put my heart in cage
my mind starts the race and decides to engage
in actions in hope that they will enrage
your chocolate eyes to command me to fine
your strawberry lips to become narrow line
determination is lined on your young face
you walk so fast, I can’t keep up the pace
I just wish you listen hard and hear
what my heart whispers, the words of my fear
so why don’t you slow down, my darling dear
forest and trees – they are different, it’s clear
open your mind and to me turn your ear
open you heart because love will soon sear
21 June 2008
is fear that I carry with me to next stage
and while my heart wants to scream in simple cold rage
you give me cold shoulder, put my heart in cage
my mind starts the race and decides to engage
in actions in hope that they will enrage
your chocolate eyes to command me to fine
your strawberry lips to become narrow line
determination is lined on your young face
you walk so fast, I can’t keep up the pace
I just wish you listen hard and hear
what my heart whispers, the words of my fear
so why don’t you slow down, my darling dear
forest and trees – they are different, it’s clear
open your mind and to me turn your ear
open you heart because love will soon sear
21 June 2008
Black and White Background
I look at the photograph in black and white
I can’t help but wonder ‘bout colourful light
like butterfly on the black and white background
light playfully paints coloured fog on the ground
waterfall roars and mist collects on the fence
I nurture my soul with this light so intense
every drop is the world on its own of our love
melt into each other makes our secret cove
I want to cleanse my soul of doubtful reasoning
I want to delete bright light out of my pondering
I want to cut fog with mist drops of our love
hand in hand we will sit in our tranquil cove
it must be our passion – we don’t need words
the song of our souls is sang by all birds
my heart now embraces the essence of love
on clouds we are walking in blue sky above
even tree canopies hum with the joy
wind rustles “love” in a manner of coy
butterfly flaps wings in wide deep red sand
music box sings our favourite band
just like some joys in life don’t fade away
colour on black and white background will stay
21 June 2008
I can’t help but wonder ‘bout colourful light
like butterfly on the black and white background
light playfully paints coloured fog on the ground
waterfall roars and mist collects on the fence
I nurture my soul with this light so intense
every drop is the world on its own of our love
melt into each other makes our secret cove
I want to cleanse my soul of doubtful reasoning
I want to delete bright light out of my pondering
I want to cut fog with mist drops of our love
hand in hand we will sit in our tranquil cove
it must be our passion – we don’t need words
the song of our souls is sang by all birds
my heart now embraces the essence of love
on clouds we are walking in blue sky above
even tree canopies hum with the joy
wind rustles “love” in a manner of coy
butterfly flaps wings in wide deep red sand
music box sings our favourite band
just like some joys in life don’t fade away
colour on black and white background will stay
21 June 2008
The Haze
In the dark and in the cold
the mists when I exhale
suddenly your face they mauld
and pain now feels so stale
vivid stars sparkle in your eyes
courting game begins
the moon is bright but still it shies
when I reveal my sins
the bottle stares into my face
sinful drink and cheer all night
I need to take away the space
in haze I hope that you just might
love me like I want you to
with all my imperfections
please, just say: “I do”, “I do!”
do not sigh with correptions
these drunken wishes of my soul
as haze gets thicker and whole world
come crashing down – you say I am foul
I pawn my heart for bottle’s whirl.
24th June 2008
the mists when I exhale
suddenly your face they mauld
and pain now feels so stale
vivid stars sparkle in your eyes
courting game begins
the moon is bright but still it shies
when I reveal my sins
the bottle stares into my face
sinful drink and cheer all night
I need to take away the space
in haze I hope that you just might
love me like I want you to
with all my imperfections
please, just say: “I do”, “I do!”
do not sigh with correptions
these drunken wishes of my soul
as haze gets thicker and whole world
come crashing down – you say I am foul
I pawn my heart for bottle’s whirl.
24th June 2008
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